From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #129 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Wednesday, August 19 1998 Volume 01 : Number 129 Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: Re: continued [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Us)] ET: hmmm... [Angeljlb96@aol.com] ET: whoops [Angeljlb96@aol.com] ET: poems [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Us)] Re: ET: All about the me I can see. ["Seth D. Fulmer" ] ET: Re: whoops ["Kevin Pease" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 11:28:56 -0700 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Us) Subject: ET: Re: continued > Ah, that is just sweet sweet music. Who says you can't have it all? :) >I just want it known, I DID NOT PAY HER TO SAY THAT. :) HEHEHE. Nope ya didn't. :P > The absolute funniest, but looking back, probably also the cruelest, >thing I have *ever* heard anybody say about something like this goes a >little something like this: > > My friend (Girl)* was talking to my friend (Guy)*. He's about four >years older than her, but she has a serious crush on him. He says something >to her like, "Well, you know, maybe if you were cuter, I'd consider it." >She says back, "But (Guy), my mom always tells me I'm beautiful. Why can't >you see that?" His response: "But (Girl), don't you realize, your mom HAS >to tell you you're beautiful. My mom always told me I was handsome. Look >at me now - she was obviously full of crap." How sad! LoL. Sam moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 15:02:03 EDT From: Angeljlb96@aol.com Subject: ET: hmmm... You guys have been busy, haven't you!? I'm not even gone for 24 hours and 7 digests come to greet me! Guess I should try to get as much in as few words as possible... Sam, since I dont know what to send you...you're more than welcome to put any poem from my page or past digests on your page...I'd be honored =) And, hey, since Mike didn't answer Sam...I'm kinda curious of the same thing myself...HEY MIKE! Do you write? Comeon! Talk to us! We won't bite (not too hard, anyway)!!! Comeon! Hey, Seth...sweetie...You don't want to be 100 pounds...go for 130 or so at the least, dear. And I knew you were exaggerating, I was just trying to prove a point, ya dig? But I do in fact, tend to notice when my friends/boyfriends look nice...not by dressing up...just clean nice...that's the best kind of nice! =) >>> *NOTE TO LIST* I'm not obsessed with Jon...I just wanna jump on him. LOL! and the difference is?<< The differences are 1) I just want to get in his pants! I don't wanna have his children. 2) My boyfriend would get a lot more upset if he found out I was obsessed with his friend. Nope...just want to jump on him..you guys see the difference, right??? JON!??! You see the difference right? <> No...not if it's worn properly. It just accentuates (<--sp?) the features that are already there...it's like wearing a pretty dress...is that lying? Nice shoes? What about taking a good picture...what if you don't always look like that..it was you for that moment, right? anyway... I loved your "you" poem, Sue. <> NEVER! *aresenio-esque hollars* Hoo hoo hoo! Ge Kevin! <<"Well if I were an angel, I could fly over Jordan, and I wouldn't need no Greyhound to save my soul, but maybe that's a good thing, 'cause I'll be home before I know it, And if I was an angel, I'd have a long way to go..." --(Matraca Berg)-->> that's great..never heard o that! Who is that chick? <> Gonna have to go with Cris and Kevin here, Seth. How will you ever truly be happy with your idea of perfection? It constantly changes...and perfection wears off, dear. what do you mean, Holly? We're just having a pretty damn interesting conversation if you ask me? ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 15:16:21 EDT From: Angeljlb96@aol.com Subject: ET: whoops Didn't mean to send that last one yet... anyway... <<"have you ever loved somebody so much it mades you cry have you ever needed something so bad you cant sleep at nioght have you ever tried to find the words but they dont come out right" Brandy have you ever>> hmmm...I thought this was Def Leopard "Have you ever needed someone so bad!? Have youever wanted someone you just couldn't have?!" Sorry 80's flashbacks... ehem...does anyone not love "Iris" by GooGooDolls? I've just noticed how many people have quoted it already and stuff. If anyone cares, I just learned how to play it! And Sam, that's really Barbie's measurements, and she pisses us all off, dear =) <> I wasn't talking about you...it just seemed like the general statement floating around...that's all. <> I really don't like that woman! I love her music...to death...but the woman...ugh...she just...ugh...nevermind =) <> I do and they give me funny looks...I guess that's what you get in New Orleans, cuz when I was doing it in Cali, and everywhere else...they all waved back. I need to get out of Crackville, USA. That's enough for now... Love, Jamie ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 12:41:28 -0700 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Us) Subject: ET: poems Part II So you told me, if you can't handle things then grow up, and call me when you're ready and I stared at you in disbelief, because you're the one who's running with your hands clutched to your chest holding your fear with your childhood And then you stop out of breath and say, you never were running away And I'm the one who's wrong, but you wipe away my tears and tell me baby, don't cry I'm the one who tells you lies so go home, and write your songs How can you rage so full of love and bleeding tears full of pain and then how can you dare to say that you'll never feel again and you're not angry, and you're not sad though you curse the raindrops falling on your head and telling me one thing that contridicts the next none of you fits together I open curtains and let the rain in and sit on that hotel bed trying to understand, you must be hiding something But instead you say, no I've got to go, and don't come running you're the fool who runs away when you're afraid August 19 1998 A Schoolboy Says He's Ready For All The Rocks & Rainbows In Life SM August 19 1998 I can just now picture you at your catholic schoolboy desk catching the girl from the corner of your eye and smiling slightly looking down at your hands while the teacher preaches about monet those long fngers, so thin and you claim to be mature but your eyes are innocent so sometimes i wonder what you're hiding as you say my name so quietly the half-finished paper on your desk can hardly hear it I wish i could let that old blue fan blow the cobwebs from my brain and I'm thinking, you're someone I don't really know I blow bubbles & kisses toward the train but you frown my confusion as you pull your bags away so while you're yelling & loving at me, I wonder what's inside your head what do you know, what do you feel is your breath real and are you naïve Because you express your deepest sentiments so I think I can trace your heart and then you turn around flailing your arms no older than a child you change like an actor with his overalls & tie backstage and I'm thinking, I don't really understand all there is to you not even how your hair blows I wish I could let that old blue fan blow the cobwebs from my brain Hi Angels, I decided to put these after the poems so you could form your own opinions of them first. I'd be interested to hear them. Well online people aren't supposed to make you too unhappy right? At least I always thought, people shouldn't get too attached. But somehow, people seem to need net people very much. Well I always swore, I would never again go out with someone from the net. But my ex "wanted me back" (noooo not the ex who BROKE my heart, -BEA where are you?- he's a guy before that, maybe some of you remember me talking about online relationships). I loved him a lot but I decided it would be best if we didn't go out, because if someone asked me out IRL I'd have to break up with this net guy, and, since he's one of my best friends, I didn't wana risk it --besides, he always gets so into "loving" people and swears to them and EVERYTHING, and then he turns around and he's passionate about someone else (I don't think he knows his pattern though or at least he won't realize it). I thought, he'd be upset at that at first, that I don't want to go out, but if he was mature enough he'd understand right? Well ...he isn't. I don't know what he is, I can't get through to him. I thought he'd be more hurt if we went out n then broke up, and truthfully I don't want to be tied down to the net. It isn't that good for me, at least not right now. But he doesn't understand. Gawd can't you love someone--friendship's deeper anyway--without literally going OUT? Anyway that is the inspiration for those poems. Love ya, Sam the ? angel moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 15:43:11 -0400 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: Re: ET: All about the me I can see. Well, as you asked, I made a poem a while ago for the list...but it bounced....so here it is. It's the first poem I've ever written that was 100% about me...and not about some abstract idea or event in my life. Also, to Sam, I'll have to get back to you about that poem/bio/picture thingamabob. I just got back to my baby(my computer) and I'll find one and send it right on over to ya :) Seth Fulmer mailto:usfulmer@mcs.drexel.edu mailto:st96t879@post.drexel.edu mailto:kaosking@voicenet.com webpages: http://www.voicenet.com/~kaosking Cool Quotes and stuff :) "So don't tell me why he's never been good to you So don't tell me why he's never been there for you Don't you know that why is simply not good enough Oh...So, just let me try and I will be good to you Just let me try and I will be there for you I'll show you why is so much more than good enough" - "Good enough", Sarah McLachlan ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 15:48:29 -0400 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: Re: ET: All about the me I can see. Oops...here it is :) -- Seth - ------------------------ My head is a square My hair is so thin My shoulders are wide My hands are too big I run so very fast for short periods of time I shoot bow like Robin Hood drunk to the Nile. My sister's depressed 90% of the time My best friend's a pervert and "does" little girls. I write poetry like shakespeare Like Neruda I draw pictures in your mind like you never saw I've never had a girlfriend Never had and never will I don't even have any female friends Why would anyone want to be near me? I program computers like it runs through my veins The machines that I use kiss the lightning with ease. All the guys I talk to I argue about life, love, moral values, death and their mother I'm in a fraternity for Community Service called Alpha Phi Omega We're Coed and We Rock!! I've messed up with women every time up 'til now I'm waiting for a time when the tie me up to die Nothing in life scares me Death cowers in my presence But being myself helpless would scare me motionless. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 16:11:59 EDT From: JonBoy911@aol.com Subject: Re: ET: hmmm... In a message dated 8/19/98 7:05:48 PM !!!First Boot!!!, Angeljlb96@aol.com writes: << JON!??! You see the difference right? >> yah, you just want lust for an evening and not a relationship., right? Jon ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 16:21:37 -0400 From: "Kevin Pease" Subject: ET: Re: hmmm... >> Jamie writes >You guys have been busy, haven't you!? I'm not even gone for 24 hours and 7 >digests come to greet me! Guess I should try to get as much in as few words >as possible... Heh. Sorry 'bout that. I do tend to get carried away. :) I like to ramble... and for that reason, I'm going to make a KILLER grumpy old geezer. That's my plan... get old, get grumpy, and start telling everybody exactly what I think about EVERYTHING, whether or not they ask. (I suppose the only real difference is, I'm not really old yet. :) ><> >NEVER! *arsenio-esque hollers* Hoo hoo hoo! Go Kevin! Hey, all right... feel me flow. I rock the party that rocks the party. :) Somebody give me a rhythm track, quick. :) >"Well if I were an angel, I could fly over Jordan, > and I wouldn't need no Greyhound to save my soul, > but maybe that's a good thing, 'cause I'll be home before I know it, > And if I was an angel, I'd have a long way to go..." > --(Matraca Berg)-- >that's great..never heard o that! Who is that chick? That particular chica is a country singer & songwriter (although I personally think her lyrics are a lot better than her singing... not that she's bad, I just like the songs more than the voice that's singing them...) who's got some absolutely fantastic songs. That particular quote above is from the song "If I Were An Angel". I've pasted the full lyrics in at the bottom of this post, if you're interested in reading them. She's written a lot of fairly well-received songs for other people (Deana Carter's "Strawberry Wine", Patty Loveless' "You Can Feel Bad", also something for Kathy Mattea, and I believe, something for Faith Hill...), but her music has never received a whole lot of play, from what I gather. Anyway, now you know a little about her, and if you want to hear some clips and stuff of her music, and read some of her lyrics, you can go to http://www.matraca.com for some information & all that stuff. And scroll down for those lyrics. >Gonna have to go with Cris and Kevin here, Seth. How will you ever truly be >happy with your idea of perfection? It constantly changes...and perfection >wears off, dear. Well, that was more Cris than me, but I'll add a belated "me too!" to this. So, "Yeah! What she said!" :) Anyway, here's the lyrics to that song, "If I Were An Angel". If I Were An Angel (by Matraca Berg & Gary Harrison) They say I latched onto you, like you was the last train leaving town But you just kept on moving, boy, left me here to live you down Momma said she'd send a wire and cried on the phone, Said, you'll always be my angel girl, won't you come back home Well, if I was an angel I could fly over Jordan, and I wouldn't need no Greyhound to save my soul But maybe that's a good thing 'cause I'll be home before I know it And if I was an angel I'd have a long way to go So I got a job as a waitress, in some God forsaken place Guess there's no choosing where you land, when you fall from grace Well, I'm not sure what keeps me here, my shame or my fool pride Well, neither one can give me wings, or offer me a ride Well, if I was an angel I could fly over Jordan, and I wouldn't need no Greyhound to save my soul But maybe that's a good thing 'cause I'll be home before I know it, And if I was an angel I'd have a long way to go And oh, tonight I'll be dreaming, of the cracks in the sidewalk And a face through the window, back to a place I belong And if I was an angel I could fly over Jordan, and I wouldn't need no Greyhound to save my soul But maybe that's a good thing 'cause I'll be home before I know it And if I was an angel I'd have a long way to go Well, maybe that's a good thing cause I'll be home before I know it And if I was an angel I'd have a long way to go. Kevin - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "I feel like a quote out of context, withholding the rest, So I can be for you what you want to see; I got the gestures, sounds, I got the timing down, It's uncanny, yeah you'd think it was me; Do you think I should take a class to lose my southern accent? Did I make me up, or make a face 'til it stuck? I do the best imitation of myself..." -----(Ben Folds Five)----- ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1998 16:28:23 -0400 From: "Kevin Pease" Subject: ET: Re: whoops >> Jamie writes: >hmmm...I thought this was Def Leopard "Have you ever needed someone so bad!? >Have youever wanted someone you just couldn't have?!" Sorry 80's >flashbacks... Ain't nothing wrong with 80's flashbacks. :) I dare all of you to read the next two lines and not be humming this song for the next three days: "You spin me right 'round baby, right 'round Like a record baby, right 'round, right 'round..." Sure, it didn't MEAN anything, but it was fun. :) >ehem...does anyone not love "Iris" by GooGooDolls? I've just noticed how many >people have quoted it already and stuff. If anyone cares, I just learned how >to play it! That's pretty cool... I like the song, but I HATE hearing it when I'm at the gym, which seems to be the only place I *do* hear it these days. Our standard protocol when that song comes on is to drop whatever weight you're lifting directly on your head. :) I like it, but it just isn't conducive to working out... Although, INXS really isn't, either, and they play that all the time, too. :) - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "I feel like a quote out of context, withholding the rest, So I can be for you what you want to see; I got the gestures, sounds, I got the timing down, It's uncanny, yeah you'd think it was me; Do you think I should take a class to lose my southern accent? Did I make me up, or make a face 'til it stuck? I do the best imitation of myself..." -----(Ben Folds Five)----- ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #129 **********************************